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She was beautiful in the dim light of the bedroom. Her skin still glistened. The Strip Poker Game thick ropes of cum he had striped her face with had dripped away or absorbed into her skin leaving her with a healthy glow. Her hair was still a tangle of bedhead, with his new cum drying over what was left in it before. He studied the details of her young body, taking the opportunity to gawk, something he was never comfortable with doing to his daughter before. Finally, he answered male strip poker her question. “You’re the most beautiful thing in the world right now.” Brie radiated at the compliment. “Prettier than mom?” she smirked. “Don’t push your luck, kiddo,” Warrick answered with a chuckle before leaning in and pecking her on the nose. Brie giggled up at him, and then gasped as Warrick ducked down to lap at her now bare nipples one by one. “That feels good, Daddy, keep doing that.” He spent a bit more time caressing and playing with the subtle curves of Brie’s flat chest, enjoying once again the contrast between her and her mother’s bodies. But soon, he was drawn down to taste his daughter for real. He licked his way from the crease between her breasts, down over her tummy, and finally toward the top of her fresh, young mound. As he descended, the sweet and musky smell of her lubricious pussy grew stronger, guiding him to just the right spot. Her head partially cleared, post-orgasm, Brie felt a little bashful having her father so close to her private area, toon strip poker especially since, at that moment, it was embarrassingly messy. She was still sopping wet, and could feel the sheets beneath her small bottom soaking up her copious fluids. But because he was her daddy, one of her guardians, she trusted him not to tease her about her condition or take advantage of her vulnerability in her time of need. Warrick’s fingers caressed the plump, sanguine lips that guarded his daughter’s channel, feeling their plushy softness. He leaned in and kissed them one after the other, which tickled Brie and made her wriggle. When he spread them, she gasped self-consciously, so he reassured her, “Baby, your cunny looks so tasty.” He gazed inside her and noted the details of her velvety pink opening. Already, its elasticity had allowed it to size down to a very narrow canal. He wondered how she even managed to fit him inside of her for the first time. It glistened with a slight froth from their vigorous rutting. Ever the shy one, Brie closed her eyes, preferring to experience her father’s investigation by touch alone. Although she had just cum, she was driven on uncontrollably to stay and be with her dad. Something deep within her sensed that there was more to come that evening. While her father continued his exploration, she caressed her breasts and nipples. Again she felt the tight sensation in her chest that foreshadowed a new orgasm. Her body tensed and she lightly flexed her hips upward, signaling to Warrick that it was time to get real. He slowly inserted a finger into his daughter’s pussy and probed around. Brie puffed, “Fuck, Daddy, that feels so good.” She was still so wet that he was able to slide in and out and around with ease, but she was so tight he could only get a single finger in at a time. He watched her wriggle from between her legs and alternately kissed her glossy, cum-slicked inner thighs. He moved his finger up inside her to the spot opposite of strip poker Brie’s little poker table clit and put pressure against it. The girl suddenly arched her back high into the air with a loud moan at the feeling of her dad rubbing her G-spot. 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Just use your tongue and cheeks and suck on it.” Steph and I both wanna play, you’re not gonna sulk off by yourself in the corner now, are ya?” When ‘Uncle’ Leon left, I used the time to freshen up – showered, shampooed, and, though I shouldn’t have been surprised, found a razor and shaving cream. "I usually don't. I thought she could strip poker feel me engorge and get extra hard, and we also hadn’t discussed swallowing. Mark Moller was still watching, a fresh cigarette between his lips. As her father, I have a right to know what she’s putting into her body.” I lifted my feet from the floor and wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him tighter while he fucked me. My dad grabbed my hips and held me close while our groins collided. She buried to the hilt in me again and again. I’m more nervous than I’ve ever been in my life.” My mom was standing at my door holding a basket with laundry in it.

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